Kill or Be Killed - Dismantled

It’s kill or be killed

Everyday, everyone knows the drill

It always starts, put your trust in me

So many blades to choose

Do you want it deep in your back

Or should I make you run towards me while I hold it out?

And now we touch

It’s so damn electric to me

When you’re bleeding like a stuck pig on these sheets

What’s that you say?

You don’t feel a god damn thing?

Well, let it settle in your stomach

Nothing’s instant or for free

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(Sing it)

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(Sing it)

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(Sing it)

(How many of you do I have to kill, kill, kill, kill?)

You’re taking shots to the face

I can tell that you’re open wide

So independent, either spit or swallow it down

And then move on from one cesspool to the next

You call it self-promotion, I call it incest

And still we touch

It’s still so electric to me

When you say there’s nothing left of what we used to be

What’s that you say?

You don’t owe me a god damn thing?

I put it in so deep, you’re gonna feel it in your stomach, bitch

You never had it like this before

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(Sing it)

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(Sing it)

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(Sing it)

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

(How many of you do I have to kill, kill, kill, kill?)

How many of you do I have to kill

To get on top of this ugly hill?

Put your trust in me…

(How many of you do I have to kill?)

It’s kill or be killed

Everyday, everyone knows the drill

It always starts, put your trust in me

It’s kill or be killed

Everyday, everyone knows the drill

It always starts, put your trust in me